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unteriors · 8 months
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W 8th Avenue, Antonito, California.
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eopederson · 1 year
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Palace Hotel, 1890, Antonito, Colorado, 2006.
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2t2r · 3 years
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Cano’s Castle - un château en aluminium au Colorado
Nouvel article publié sur https://www.2tout2rien.fr/canos-castle-un-chateau-en-aluminium-au-colorado/
Cano’s Castle - un château en aluminium au Colorado
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maestro-of-clockwork · 2 months
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It seems most people here still have a good head on their shoulders!
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housecrazysarah-blog · 7 months
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The Indiana Jones Bed And Breakfast In Antonito, Colorado
If you are a die-hard Indiana Jones fan, you can make a pilgrimage to this home in Antonito, Colorado. This is the actual house that was featured in “Indiana Jones and The Last Crusade,” when Henry Jones Jr. traveled to his father’s home in Colorado. The house he visited in the movie still stands today and has been converted into the Indiana Jones Bed and Breakfast. The home was built in 1888…
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madam-kumo · 9 months
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Pulling at your Heartstrings
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Antonio Paganini x female reader
(warnings: spoilers(?), angst with a good end, death, and murder
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You listen as the bow meets the strings and the notes ,almost visibly, wash through the room. You can almost fall asleep with how well the strings melt together. Antonio played with his eyes closed, as if he was lost in the and sheet music. The crowd surrounding you was silent but nowhere near tense. Some were driven to tears, some felt pure joy, and some- like you- felt pure admiration and love for the violinist.
He could feel your eyes on him, the pure pride and warmth he felt could put the highest level of performers to shame. His notes got faster before he lifts his bow and ends the final note of the piece. The crowd erupts in cheers and applause as the stage lamps turn on and the guests soon start to pool outside of the auditorium.
However, one stayed behind; you. The large room was only filled my the chairs that were earlier filled and your husband cascading from the stage after putting his violin down on the chair.
Antonio stepped over towards you until he met you with his arms. "I thought you weren't going to make it" Antonio murmurs into your hair as you hug him back. "A meeting was cancelled. Beside, Love, I would never miss one of your shows. You've worked far to hard for that" You say gently and you kiss his cheek. You leave a light lipstick mark just under his hair that covered his face.
"You've been growing out your hair quite a bit" You mutter to yourself as you play with his well kept hair- thanks to you. Antonio rubs the back of his neck with a cheeky smile. "I know, I thought you'd like it" He says awkwardly causing you to chuckle. "I do, it fits you Tonio". Oh, how he loved hearing that name; it something that only you ever called him.
He played with the hem of his suit lapels as you guide him back onto the stage and onto a couch for a much needed break. Every since he started to court you properly,- without flubbing at the mouth and making a fool out of himself- he had been trying his best to save up money and put aside gambling to afford flowers and gifts for you.
Just barely behind the curtain, was an auburn sofa that was incredibly inviting, even more so with you near his side. You brushed your husbands hair with your fingers as he practically melts in your hands.
It was so peaceful, a safe haven for Antonio.
"BANG!"
A gun went off. Antonio sat up immediately as all of his senses were alarmed. He went to grab you, but saw the blood start to run down your face and slowly soaking your bodice. Antonio sprung to action as he heard the assassin run off. He had no time to chase him, he had to get you to a medic. A small group ran into the room, trying to see the commotion as Antonito quickly laid you down on the couch and stroked your cheek.
He let out chocked sobs as he begged the group to help.
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Antonio didn't know what to do. I mean, what could you when you just had to bury your dead wife into the ground. He had chugged almost an entire bottle of whiskey, Antonio just wanted to drink himself to death. He wanted to forget, fall asleep, and wake up in your arms again. The entire time he had been staining your wedding rings with his tears.
"I can help you....." A distorted voice whispered, in almost made Antonio's ears bleed.
He was going crazy, maybe he was too drunk. His covered his arms over his head and ears, nearly begging for everything to shut up for a few moments. He wanted to hide in your arms, like he did every time he was anxious. Just thinking about you made tears well up in the mourning mans eyes. "What do you want from me! You already took my wife! W-what could you possibly want!" Antonio stuttered and he sobbed his heart out. "I want to make a deal with you" The voice said again, but this time it sounded in his mind rather than echoed through the room.
He had nothing to lose at this point. Fuck it. "What is it" Antonio said hoarsely as he wiped his tears away. "I can bring your wife back to you, but you must let me take control, I can make you play better than you ever have before". Antonio's head perked up at the deal. His entire life had been about gambling, why not one more? Especially when the prize is so attractive to a mourning husband. He let out a shaky sigh before muttering "Fine, it's a deal".
Antonio could almost feel this thing smiling at him as a migraine hit him like a brick. He clutched his head in pain as he felt his hair grow even longer, and he felt his arms going slightly limp. He looked at his hands, they looked sickly pale. "What did you do-" Antonio was interrupted. "Do not question me!" The entity screeched at him, making his headache worse. "Now, go to sleep, Antonio, your end of the deal will arrive within a game"
It was the last thing Antonio heard before everything became hazy and he passed out with his head on the dining table.
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His eyes opened as his eyes were blinded by the moonlight through ripped curtains. Antonio looked around, trying his hardest to remember what happened before he slept. He looked cautiously around the room; it was a bedroom. His eyes were soon met with a figure illuminated by the moonlight, sitting in a ricking chair and sewing up a blanket while humming a gentle tune. His eyes glimmered with tears as he runs out of the bedsheets and nearly jumps onto the woman.
His love had finally returned to him
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eloisegrant · 2 years
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We need Another Deity
A/N: Okay, so this story is based on Filipino mythology because I fell down a wormhole surrounding Moon deities. Also I have Filipina heritage so this is very close to me. Would kill to see more superhero characters from less popular countries, some fun. And After re-watching Khonshu’s stoning scene, this concept popped in my head because it seemed to be a cool concept for all mythologies to have common ground.
Background information: Reader takes form of the Philippine deity, Mayari Halla (last name taken from her father, God of all Gods ‘Bathala’), she also has a brother called “Apolaki”, God of the Sun. She is the Goddess of the Moon, Strength, War, Beauty (among other things). Also she’s blinded on one eye due to a civil war between her and her brother.
Summary: This story takes place in the MoonKnight timeline once Khonshu is trapped in stone. Steven alerts Marc at once, causing them to reach out to the only individual who can help, a Goddess herself.
Warnings: none necessarily, bit of fluff and violence
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Marc was at a lost for words. Why did the big bird find it necessary to escalate this far? Steven should’ve known better, yet unfortunately, here they were.
So as Marc rummages through the hotel room, constantly stuffing the luggage as quickly as possible. Steven intervenes through the reflection on the broken mirror, “Could you just let me know who exactly we’re getting?” Steven’s voice was nervous.
“Khonshu talked about another deity…” Marc continues packing up, looking for his passport and clothes for the trip, “One capable of persuading the Egyptian gods and goddesses; at least that's how he put it.” Steven scrunches his nose confused with who they were going to fetch.
“And where exactly is this other deity?” He glances back at Steven in the mirror, as he places the luggage in his hands.
“Manila.” Marc laments, putting his dark blue cap, wiping away smudges of dirt on his face as he looks in the mirror.
“Excuse me? Manila? Ammit could be released any second!” Steven panics.
“Without Khonshu, there’s no suit. No suit, no me and you. And whoever else is up there.” Marc explains to Steven, “So we need to hurry.” Marc glances down his phone, seeing the flight to Manila was leaving in 45 minutes.
Without hesitation, he gets out of the hotel, hailing a taxi in one raise of the hand. He needed to get to Manila, look for this deity and convince them to help him. He wasn’t even sure who this deity was, all Khonshu gave him was a name and some stories.
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“There’s another one?” Marc fixes his shirt over his head, the previous mission ruined his favourite jacket so he needed to change.
Khonshu, standing over him, answers, “Yes. Mayari, beauty and terror wrapped into the ideology of the moon.”
“And you said she’s half blind?” Marc asks to keep the ball rolling.
“Her brother was a treacherous man, he changed once he saw the pain he had inflicted her with.” Khonshu moves a hand and balances on his staff.
“Sounds like a good family.” Marc vocally says but internally he thought they were crazy.
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As Marc entered the plane, all he could do was wait. Wait for Manila. Wait till Mayari. But a man in this position didn’t have enough time to wait, they were in desperate need of a literal hero.
———>Metro Manila, Philippines
Exiting the facade of the Philippine airport, Marc is met with Steven’s reflection against the shiny metallic pillars, “How are we going to find her here?” Marc pushes back his curly locks away from his face, adjusting his glasses.
“I may know a guy.” As Marc walks through the exterior of the airport, a fully bearded man holding up the sign M.K. caught his attention. Once they met each other's gaze Marc moved to his direction.
The man greets him with a smile, “You’re Khonshu’s avatar, I presume. My name is Antonito, I am the servant to the Halla family.” He grabs Marc’s luggage and brings it over to a pearl white Land Cruiser parked on the side of the road.
“When word of Khonshu getting stoned came, not all the deities were informed. It was only a matter of time until you reached us.” Antonito prompts Marc to sit on the passenger’s seat as he maneuvers to the driver's seat.
“I wouldn’t have reached out if it wasn’t absolutely necessary.” Marc adjusts his hips as the car begins to move, “Khonshu’s methods are becoming a bit extreme.”
“I must let you know Mayari may be kind and pleasant. But she is also unsure of most things. You must convince her that the tomb of Ammit is in real danger of being exposed.” Antonito bustles through the busy streets of Manila. Marc nods as a response and glances at Steven in the rearview mirror, “Mayari?” He mouths to Marc who ignores his voice. He didn’t need to concern this man with his condition.
As the roads eventually turned into more residential ones, Antonito turned to the right through curved and unpaved roads. Marc clutches his seatbelt, cursing Khonshu for having made a decision without even thinking about the consequences.
About five minutes later, they reach a tall gate, the words Halla encrypted in golden metallic styles.
The sight was incredible, the gates opened to a garden of Eden, trees filled with fruits and bearing flowers. It seemed to be entirely picturesque, like a piece of heaven on earth. As they went further in, people by the hundred surrounded the tall white facade of the mansion in the middle of this heavenly parade.
“The Hallas are having a party.” Antonito turns the car to one of the many parking slots, “It would be intimate, you know what they say… big parties are the most intimate places.” He backs up to the parking easily, turning the car off before letting Marc hop-off next. As Marc closes the car’s door Steven’s reflection comes to ask more questions, “I’m sorry but is the deity we are about to meet Mayari the Philippine Goddess of War, the Moon and so much more?” He asks kind of giddish in a way.
“Don’t tell me you know Philippine Mythology too.” Marc shakes his head at his reflection.
“You kind of get pulled into it a bit when you study history.” Steven mentally pats himself on the back, gaining a not shocked expression on Marc’s face.
He gets pulled out of his mind when Antonito opens the trunk of the land cruiser, handing him a bagged up suit. “Meeting the Gods and Goddesses of our country means looking the part.” He hands Marc the bag, as if to automatically ask him to put the suit on. First, he hesitates, but eventually caves in since the man did have a point. Antonito makes his way to the house as Marc tries his best to be inconspicuous, changing outside of the car.
Once all dressed, he takes a good look at his reflection on the now dimming sky’s reflection on the car. “We look dapper.” Steven admires his own reflection as Marc nods in agreement, “Showtime.”
Entering the mansion, a butler opens the house to expose a facade that appeared much bigger that what it let on outside. He fixes his tie and tuxedo, glancing around to find where the Goddess Mayari was.
There!
Steven’s voice echoes in Marc’s ears as his body is directed to the woman leaning by the staircase in a glowy blue gown, hair draped ever so slightly in a bun with a few strands out to frame her face.
“You sure?” Marc whispers to himself.
Yes. 100% positive.
Marc grabs a drink from one of the waiters and asks Steven one more time, “How do you know? I don’t just wanna approach a woman randomly.”
The eyes. Mayari lost one of her eyes and that gorgeous woman over there has the exact depiction.
Marc was trying to convince himself that what Steven was suggesting was enough, but he had no time to banter and just walked up the stairs to meet the mystery woman by the staircase.
It didn’t take Mayari long enough to notice this olive-skinned man approaching her slowly and nervously.
So she starts to speak to him, “Why hello, handsome.” stepping down to meet Marc by her chest as he looks up to her. He grabs her hand and kisses it slowly, “I have never seen you around.” He gets a better glance at her eyes, one was beautifully deep chocolate while the other was an icy white
“First time here.” He steps up to meet her gaze as she looks him up and down as if he was a slab of meat. Mayari was known as the Goddess of a lot of things, one of which being beauty, and Marc looked very beautiful in his attire.
“I’m sorry but I’m here on business.” He catches on with how Mayari was slowly examining his physique, though she was an ethereal character, they didn’t have much time.
“I see.” She bows her head down and lifts one hand to Marc’s temples, confusing him. She just wanted to read his mind, trying to understand what his purpose was without having the stress of verbally communicating. As if lightning, 3 seconds and she already had the full story.
“My my… what has Khonshu done this time…” She gulps the drink in her hand, earning a relieved sigh from Marc’s lips, he didn’t have to explain anything like Antonito said. She grabs Marc’s hand and escorts him up the stairs to a more private and less noisy ground. Leading him into a room by the right wing which opened up to a massive dome shaped room filled with artifacts, armory and even its own coffee maker. Nice. He thought to himself.
Mayari began to speak once the door was shut, “When the night sky turned back to 2,000 years I thought it was a practical joke.” She moves to Marc, “It appears Ammit has tainted someone so desperately it drove Khonshu to madness.” She looks up at Marc who nods and shares what he needs.
“I wouldn’t have gone here if it wasn’t this-” Marc is cut off by Steven’s reflection roaming around Mayari’s hall of weaponry.
Mayari notices Marc’s glances behind her and looks, spotting Steven at a glance, “Appears like your mind is crowded.” She smiles back at Marc.
“Y-yeah…” He breathes out, causing Mayari to put her hand on his shoulder.
“He seems to like my things.” She looks at Steven who was gasping at the bolos in racks.
Marc shakes his head and chuckles, but gets back to the point of all this, “I need your help.” He clasps his hands into one another.
Mayari tilts her head and looks at Marc, “To bring Khonshu back?” She genuinely asks.
“Yes… No Khonshu means I can’t fight back… Which means, Ammit could be released.” He admits, making the woman tightly smile and nod in agreement.
She moves past Marc and changes as if in a blink of an eye, “Where do we start?” Mayari, now in casual attire, ties her hair and has both her eyes, instead of one.
Marc recalls what Steven said about her eye and couldn’t help but question it, “Um, how did your eye get better?” He asks.
“It’s already healed.” She walks towards Marc, “Whenever I have meetings or fights, I make it appear as the iconic look it has been for the past millennia.” She grabs a backpack with a swoosh of hand, as if she was ready to leave the house. Marc was sort of confused but let it slide but Steven was fangirling inside him.
“Not now.” Marc speaks to himself.
Marc just let me have the body on the way back and I promise.
Mayari laughs at Marc’s adorable banter to himself which makes her wonder why he was being so mean to the double in his mind, “I’d like to meet him.” She comments in the midst of Marc’s words.
“You do?” Marc raises his eyebrows as if to say no fucking way you do. But alas, Mayari nods in the most sweet and genuine way imaginable. Making Marc look at himself in the mirror, “Go ahead.” He allows Steven to front.
As soon as Steven turns around, he is met with Mayari and this makes him leap in excitement, “Is it true? That stuff about your eye?” He immediately asks.
“Ah yes… Well, I did truly get it from Apolaki.” She eyes him, “But when it healed, I decided the look was so badass, I made it stick. Plus, all my paintings are in that image.” Steven smiles softly at the thought of Mayari doing that for aesthetic purposes but it was something a Goddess of beauty would probably do. He didn’t even realize that he was staring at her with the biggest awestruck look until Marc’s voice echoed.
Hey, Loverboy. Remember. Egypt. Khonshu.
“Sorry, sorry” Steven stutters, “It’s just that… You truly are the Goddess of beauty.” His words make Mayari blush, he was quite a charmer.
“Please don’t forget, I am the Goddess of War, too. Amongst other things.” She prompts her walk towards the door, causing Steven to follow suit. “Now, let’s go to Cairo shall we?” Her hand reaches out to the body Steven was fronting but before anything, an abrupt knock disturbs them.
Mayari sighs and turns away from Steven, promptly letting his hand go. Steven was enamored at the thought that a Goddess like Mayari held him.
To Mayari’s demise, it was Apolaki, drunk out of his mind knocking on the door. “Hello sistaa-“ His words were slurred but he maintained composure as he leaned on the doorframe.
“Hello Apo, what do you want?” She shifts her weight between the left and right leg, replicating Apolaki’s lean.
Apolaki glances to the back of Mayari and spots Steven, well he didn’t know who he was so he assumed Mayari dear was getting jiggy with the man, “Oh sorry, was I interrupting a sensual moment?” Apolaki winks at Mayari. “A little too early in the night to be doing it, hm?” He wouldn’t stop teasing his sister.
In an attempt to shut him up she uses her mind control to shut his mouth, “This isn’t like that I’m afraid.” Apolaki grabbed his mouth and couldn’t open it up. He furrows his brows which was enough to earn a chuckle from Mayari. With a quick wave of the hand, she stops her mind control.
“Fucking-“ He breathes out as if he was gasping for air, “Who is that mortal anyways?” He adjusts his jaw, sobering up from his drunken stance.
Steven weakly waves at Apolaki, “The mortal is Steven.” Mayari answers his question, “… and Marc.” She adds on.
Apolaki, confused, looks behind her again. Wondering why Mayari mentioned two names when there was clearly only one man.
“They’re in the same body.” Mayari senses his confusion and answers before he could be vocal about about it.
“Ah, well…” Apolaki nods as if it was a totally normal thing, there have been more crazier things they’ve seen. But, in this world where giant purple aliens and metal men are constantly on the news, a man and another sharing one body didn’t seem to be impossible.
“Father wants me to ask you if you were going to do anything about the sky last night.” Apolaki becomes more serious with his tone.
Mayari smiles at her brother, “Yes, that’s what Steven and Marc are here for.” She extends her hand to the back for Steven to grab, which he openly accepts. Their hands intertwined.
Apolaki raises his eyebrow, “And who exactly are you?” He turns his head to the side.
Steven looks at Mayari who was staring at him, seemingly awaiting a response too. Wanting to see how he would answer. “I’m uh…” He stutters, “We actually are-“ He points to his chest, “…Khonshu’s avatar.”
Apolaki practically screams in joy, “Khonshu that son of b-”
“Apo!” Mayari scolds Apolaki before he could continue that statement.
“How is he?” Apolaki asks with a huge smile on his face.
“He is currently stoned.” Mayari answers, looking at both the men in front and beside her.
Steven nods to Apolaki’s shocked face, “Unfortunately, he pissed off the Gods and Goddesses enough… which isn’t fair cause we only want to stop Ammit from getting resurrected.” Steven explains, making Apolaki visibly change his expression.
“Ammit? Are you serious? Maya why aren’t you panicking?” Apolaki pokes his sister gently, wanting to gain a violent reaction of some sort.
“Because, if you panic you get distracted.” She confidently says with a smug smile on her face.
Steven nods and agrees with Mayari’s statement, “You gonna help?” Mayari questions her brother.
“Sadly this is on you. Send a post card though!” He screams as he exits their sights down the hallway.
“What a dick.” Mayari shakes her head, “Come on.” She pulls Steven’s body down the back of her room to a huge door that appeared to transform to a location Mayari sought out to go to.
“Ta…” she pushes a button, “…Da!” The door presents the streets of Cairo. Making Steven vibrantly clap, “That was amazing!” Steven compliments Mayari.
Blood rushes to her cheeks but she tries to be coy with it, “Oh please. It’s nothing.”
“No no, genuinely… You are amazing, Mayari.” Steven steps closer and looks down at her eyes, unaware of what he was even doing. He just knew she was hypnotizing.
She giggles at Steven’s poor attempt at flirting cause she finds it cute, “You can call me Maya.” She pinches his cheeks, “Both you and Marc can.” Marc’s voice was heard in Steven’s brain.
She sure is a beauty.
They stay like that for a couple of seconds until Maya moves away and brings them all back to reality.
“Right, so… Cairo.” She gestures to the portal door. Steven blushes at the embarrassment from his awestruck nature, so was Marc.
“Right you are.” Steven follows as Mayari crosses from her bedroom to a hidden alleyway in Egypt.
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guerrerense · 3 months
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Cumbres and Toltec por Jeffrey Danneels Por Flickr: The Cumbres and Toltec Scenic Railroad, often abbreviated as the C&TSRR, is a 3 ft narrow-gauge heritage railroad that operates on 64 miles of track between Antonito, Colorado, and Chama, New Mexico. (Wikipedia)
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journeyneverends · 6 months
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Oldest church in Colorado in Antonito
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Thriving night life of Antonito CO population 647. Primarily a sheep town settled by Spanish
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Home of the Cumbres and Toltec Scenic Railroad a narrow gauge that goes from Antonito to Chama NM over 10,000’ Cumbres Pass
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dolciume · 2 years
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Mariano headcanons
Some headcanon ideas about Marino that I wanted to share with my friend @naoko-world !!
-Marino is not malicious, but he isn’t a deep thinker. This has to do with his age and his beauty lol. I think Marino is probably around the same age as Isabella and Dolores. I think that Marino is likely 21-25 years old.
-His only responsibilities have always been finding a good wife to have healthy children with. This pressure is put more on him during the time of the movie, because of his adulthood. His life may have been very different as a child. Since his grandmother and Alma seem to have similar standings in the community, he probably grew up around Isabella and Dolores quite a bit during their schooling, and likely didn’t really notice either other than they’re the Madrigal girls, which everyone knows about them.
-Marino does love Isabella romantically, but only the person she pretends to be. He probably wants her to open up more during their relationship. I also imagine she only kisses him on the cheek (maybe twice in total) – no more physicalness than that between them. XD
-He also was helping rebuild the house and Isabella had already broken up with him and told him the truth. I think through talking things out with friends and family, and especially Dolores as he continues to fall for her, I think he realizes the love he had for Isabella was puppy love, and rather shallow. He learns to love Isabella as his friend and family member.
-I think Mariano and Isabella have good compatibility for friendship. They already have spent a considerable amount of time together! But I think it would take some time of awkwardness! Since he seemingly fell RIGHT in love with Dolores. I think everyone would question this, besides Isabella! She knows him a bit more than others. And so does Dolores. That’s why they both believe him when he says he suddenly loves Dolores. He does—but puppy love! Dolores teaches Mariano what a deeper love is like.
-I think Dolores does know him fairly well, but he needs a lot of time to get to know Dolores. They do marry quickly, but not as immediately as he wanted to marry her and have babies lol.
-I think Mariano would deeply sympathize with both Isabella and Dolores about the pressure put on them by older family members to succeed and make the family look good. But with Dolores, he comes to understand just how uncontrolled her power really is, and probably spends a lot of time holding her hands and saying mushy things to her to help her calm down and relax in his arms. This didn’t work with Isabella, because she really didn’t like him romantically. XD
-But I think as Mariano and Isabella’s genuine friendship grows while Mariano is dating Dolores, he learns how to comfort a female friend. He probably doesn’t have  many female friends lol.
-He definitely thinks Maribel is really quirky, and maybe a little annoying. But he doesn’t really mind her or the other kids too much. He feels a responsibility to make sure Antonio is safe! Because well, everyone comes to love Antonito, he’s a good and shy little boy.
-Mariano also has physical strength, which he helps in town with Luisa sometimes (as well as the other strong “men” of the community). Luisa has only ever regarded Mariano as her “sister’s boyfriend” then suddenly her “cousin’s boyfriend”. I think if he saw Luisa having a panic attack, he would call for Augustin right away!
-I think Agustin might not like Mariano that much right after switching from Isabella to Dolores. Although Mariano is simply a dumb himbo, I think Felix would also have some concern. But I think both Agustin and Felix would both fail to be intimidating to Mariano, and only give him a confusing encounter lol. I think Pepa and Julieta wouldn’t be too crazy on him immediately either, but I think all 4 of the parents would want to support Isabella and Dolores’ individual happiness the best they can. And it’s not like they haven’t had any wild social situations before, lol.
-I think overall Marino is not deep, but during the events of the movie, he is slowly growing emotionally! He’s not evil, but not exactly a smart man lol. I think with time he learns more about his new family. And I also think he’d be a loving father to his and Dolores’ future children.
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velvetdestroya · 2 years
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AT & T Center, San Antonito, Texas preparing for a ride on August 21, 2022.
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Mi Nino au
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This au was inspired by @gamerbearmira au mamabel. I created this just out of boredom and I wanted to see how things would play out if Antonio saw someone who isn't a madrigal as his mama.
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Ok, so this au starts when Antonio is about 3 months old and Alma asks a well-known babysitter if she could care for him while Pepa and Felix were out. Her name is Jade Garcia. But she's not alone, She has a 10-year-old daughter named Sakari.
Jade was more than happy to care for him and so was Sakari. Kari took more than a liking to Antonio. She would often say things like "I'm his mama now" or "I'm his mama I got it!". Jade thought this was funny so she didn't dare to say anything.
Camilo and Mira know of Sakari and are great friends with her, best friends, siblings even. It's often one or both of them are around her. Either Mirabel doesn't have anything to do or Camilo is done with his chores. But it's most common when both of them are around. Jade will take Antonio for a while and let them play together.
Antonio starts calling Sakari Mama'ari at about 1-2 yrs old but she didn't dare to stop him. Mira and Cami noticed this and didn't see a problem with it since Dolores didn't say anything. And we all know she couldn't keep a secret even if she was paid a trillion dollars.
So they figured she must not care, didn't care enough to listen in on them, or didn't have time to.
Kari wasn't quite sure how to deal with it at first. Of course, she loved it but she was also concerned about how Antonito's family might act if they find out. But she had a sudden realization that they don't pay enough attention to him or her to care so she got over that.
It's when Antonio's 5th birthday shows up and lots of things go haywire. She starts a fight with Isabela, then Alma, then Antonio's parents, and soon that involves her, jade, Camilo, and Mirabel running away.
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like I said this was made out of sheer boredom. If you like this please leave a like and/or comment if you don't...scroll on. If you have any ideas, questions, or prompts my ask box is open.
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wags-confessions · 1 year
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I'm glad that Shakira got rid of Piqué. He was very toxic, he controlled the musical partnerships that she could or could not do. He deserved the diss. // really?! So he was Antonito 2.0, but with kids this time? Man, she gets the worst men 😶
António? 👀
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"Now how are my Nietas doing hm?" Maria asked smiling at three of her four granddaughters when the orange siblings went out for a swim, taking their parents with them because why not? Besides it was a good day and Pepa, despite knowing that Antonio could breath underwater, was still worried about her two year old swimming for too long.
The three sisters exchanged confused looks.
"But...you don't have to call us your nietas? We're not related to you like Camilo or Dolores or Antonito?" Luisa asked baffled at being called nieta by someone both softly and because she wasn't actually related to the woman.
"So? Family is more than blood." Maria wondered why they brought it up.
"You....you want us?" The unspoken me was heard as well from Mirabel as she stared confused and awed at the woman who grinned at her.
"Who wouldn't?" Maria asked and Mirabels face immediately fell.
"Abuela." She said without hesitation.
"Do I look like that old shrew? If she's so blind and stupid to not want any of you then she's the fool. I'm happy to be your Abuela as well. Blood or no blood."
NAURRRRRR
Maria wants you, I promise ❤ she loves y'all way more than Alma, Abuela Maria 4eva babyyyyy
Maria snatching Alma up after seeing how hurt her grand daughters were:
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guidedbyamara · 1 year
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It's wild to me that some of you were not there for the beginning of Shakira's romance with Antonito.
If i had a nickel for each time we begged a blonde latina in the entertainment industry not to get with a shitty neoliberal politician, I'd have two nickels. Not much but weird it happened twice within a couple of years. But hey we got some songs out of that.
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sanantonitohq · 2 years
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Hello, guys! Eu sou o prefeito e eu vim estender o convite a todos da tag para que venham conhecer nossa linda cidade de San Antonito! Nossa central esta pronta para recebê-los e para aceitar suas dúvidas e fichas! Então que tal dar um passeio pela costa?
                                   CENTRAL x PLOT x ASK
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